After looking for blogging/journaling platforms, I came back to Blogger. I was wanting a basic, [somewhat] anonymous blog, where I could write in an audience mindset, without everyone I personally know reading. Or being too conscious of what I was writing being directly attributed to me.
I felt trapped in my own home tonight. I don't intend to explain why exactly, just how. To give a voice to the part of me that expects freedom. To continue a sense of being, apart from the things I need to be at any given time. Free time. A part of my life that is more self-directed.
I downloaded an IRC application recently, to re-connect with an old internet social place that I had connected to as a teenager, living in a smaller town. Re-discovering now that the network has become like a bit of a ghost-town. The ability to type in almost any topic and find a host of people chatting with each other. I'm not even sure what kind of users log into the network now. In any case, I've found myself typing to myself in a blog.
Instead of writing, I had been wrestling with the decision of a platform. I should get to bed as not to waste my day tomorrow. Day of FREEDOM!! :) We'll see. At least it starts with a mystery.
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